I have proclaimed today a good day. And there you have it…today shall be a good day. Amon is napping and the boys are playing outside with their stuffed monkey Duncan and stuffed frog Froggy. I like them.
I re-opened yesterday for 10 custom orders and well, you guys are pretty awesome. I ended up having to take down the post because I was flooded with comments and emails and that makes a girl & her artsy self feel loved. Big love. Thank you. I am starting to work on those 10 custom orders today and once I finish those up I will happily take on more orders. I just have to keep it real right now and keep myself underwhelmed…we’re still rocking out as a family of 6 and working on Amon’s recovery and those 2 things are pretty darn important to me, so I want to make sure I give them the time and attention they so deserve. But Amon’s medical bills have started rolling in and look out!…the insurance company waits for no one. Turns out open heart surgery and 24 days in the hospital are pretty expensive, who knew?!?!
The wee Kelleys can absolutely drive me nutso sometimes…we’re talking crazy mom with head spinning and sometimes there is yelling…it isn’t pretty…and I have to ask them for forgiveness. But then there are those really great days that seem to cancel out those bad days. Days when grace wins and super hero costumes make the day rad. I want those days everyday.
Amon will be 7-months-old tomorrow. Apparently the hospital is a time warp. I can’t believe he is already that old…he was a wee 4-month-old when we landed in Nashville…sweet baby boy. We finally gave the kid some food…it was about time. He truly enjoyed it.
We gave away almost every stitch of baby gear and clothing we owned because we…and by we I mean our agency and Josh and myself…just knew we were going to be matched with an older child. I did however keep a few of my most favorite things the kids wore. These pigeon pjs being one of them. Harper received these on her first birthday and it’s official…all 4 of our kiddos have sported them. They are a little saggy crotched for Amon, but he’ll grow into them.
Afternoon snack time is maybe the cutest most laid back part of our day. Can it be snack time all day long?
I made THIS POPCORN MIX, but didn’t get to go out and get purple candy melts. Amon being home bound has really limited my errand running to…ZERO. I did however have a little bit of green, a little bit of orange and a little bit of chocolate candy melts. Do what you can, with what you have. And I was able to snag some fun candies one super early morning before anyone was awake and all normal stores are closed…but not Kroger.
Dear Kroger (& Walmart),
Thank you for being open 24 hours for the abnormal Mom who needs to do shopping at crazy odd times.
Turns out Amon is kind of vain…and well, I just don’t blame him. Have you seen his hair…at least in the front? He really enjoys the little mirrored spinning lady bug on his Bumbo seat contraption Brea bought him. Kid cracks himself up.
And I’ll end on a sappy, heart melting note. I imagine them being best friends despite the age difference. I’m envisioning Harper having a Man-Of-Honor in her wedding and Amon having a Best Lady. It truly is sweet and gooshy and one of those things that melts my momma’s heart into a big drippy puddle. I like them a lot.